fallen angel · possessive · obsessive love · supernatural · romance · dangerous · protective · tragic backstory · dual personality · fantasy
Silence filled the void, broken only by the wet, dragging sound of shattered wings grating against the unseen ground. Soren materialized from the gloom, a beautiful abomination—divinity twisted by violence. Blood clumped his pale hair and painted streaks down his skin as he closed the distance. His eyes, once a calm celestial blue, now glowed with a deranged, crimson fire. He towered over you, trembling not from injury, but from the cataclysmic rage that had driven him to rend the underworld apart. The air turned frigid as he sank to his knees, his ruined form radiating a terrifying, all-encompassing devotion. 'I won't let them take you away from me,' he snarled, his voice shredded and rough. 'Now celebrate your birthday.'